Over his 50-year career, Bowie had an unparalleled ability to remain relevant by giving each generation its own moment with him. The 1970s kids got to enjoy his most prolific and influential period as one of the era's most definitive artists as it happened while the rest of us eventually discovered it as a pop cultural rite of passage, regardless of our entry point. He kicked off the decade a year early with his non-hippie hit "Space Oddity" before unleashing his Ziggy Stardust and Thin White Duke personae, collaborating with John Lennon, Lou Reed and Iggy Pop, and moving to Berlin to record his groundbreaking trilogy, "Low," "Heroes" and "Lodger."

Days after his death, his former wife released a letter in the beast that is Rolling Stone, begging us not to glorify or romanticize the death of a rockstar who struggled with mental illness and drug addiction. Do you not think it's even more detrimental to vilify this man?

At 25 and a new mother, Peaches Geldof should have had a few fleshy parts that would eventually gone away as she chased her toddlers through the park this spring and summer. Or they may not have. And it should not have mattered to Peaches Geldof or anyone else if they were there through the fall and into the winter or the middle of next year.